"A soul state?" Compared to Tom, Ginny clearly knew far less about magic. The moment
she heard the word "soul" and saw her own body below, she immediately imagined the worst.
"Am I... am I dead?" Ginny asked, frightened and sad. She noticed that her body seemed somewhat transparent, much like the ghosts she had seen at Hogwarts.
The thought that she might be dead made Ginny terribly upset, but as nothing more than a soul, she shed no tears, however upset she became.
"Dead? No, no, no. Though you'll die before very long, perhaps in just a few decades. But at least not now." The Black Man seemed amused, speaking slowly and deliberately with a smile.
Hearing that she was not dead, Ginny felt much of her sadness and despair subside. She immediately looked at the Black Man cautiously.
Although she did not know what had happened, the situation before her probably had something to do with this strange person.
"Hey, little girl, did you know this handsome little fellow uses your body to do some strange things while you're asleep?" The Black Man watched Ginny with interest, speaking in a soft, delicate voice.
Ginny froze for a moment, looking at the Black Man, then at Tom Riddle beside her.
Then she blushed.
Tom Riddle: What the fuck... o(≧口≦)o
Even though Tom Riddle was utterly terrified of the Black Man before him, Ginny's reaction still left him profoundly speechless.
Little girl, where on earth has your mind gone?
Aaaaaah!
Even the Black Man was a little speechless at that moment.
He could see into people's hearts with ease, so naturally he could easily see through Ginny's thoughts and knew that the little girl's misunderstanding was miles off the mark.
*But if I start explaining now, won't my mystique come